I can’t believe what an amazing pairing this is. I first saw The Books a long time ago when they opened for Califone at the Getty Museum. Their moody, glitchy, echo-filled compositions are part intensely detailed instrumentation and, the other half, comprised of a vast library of samples. The result is a meditative, slowly unfurling blossom of sound and fascinating vocals.
Combine that with the moody noir-rock of the Black Heart Procession (think Tom Waits on quaaludes in an echo chamber) and you have a show that, conceptually as well as in execution, should be absolutely amazing.
Wanna go? We’ve got tickets. This show’ll wipe the typtophan haze from your eyes.
To win, tell me the most mindblowing pairing of indie-rock acts you can think of. We’ll pick a few lucky winners to go experience the show.